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"This has to be lies." said the wealthy engineer. It didn't seem possible. Sure, they knew about other Universe now, but, this made it too real.

"I'll explain it again." said Chissy. They had just watched the small circle of copper and silicon explode all by itself. "This is the easiest, and cheapest I might add, way to show the effect. Those disk only cost me a quad gonar to make (about 37 dollars)." Foris laughed. "It has to be pulling power from outside our Universe." he said. "Unless you are cheating us." said Voger. Chissy smiled.

"Watch what happens when I chain ten of these, but in a helical shape for efficiency, and apply it to a simple ion engine."

They had been wondering what the device was in the second containment chamber. It was very pretty and exotic looking.

For effect, she had a 3 foot thick barrier of common aluminum erected behind the rocket nozzle.

She turned the apparatus on. The bright blue glow almost immediately obliterated the aluminum barrier, and started working on the entry door. She shut it down.

"Do you know of an ion engine that can melt structure?" She had made her point. She continued.

"We found out that simply doing the basic query we can do, subspace, asking for a status update on a neighboring Universe, gives back more energy than it uses. We further found out we get exponentially more energy back per transmission if we do them in a certain order, because of the queries effecting each other. At this point we are pushing five billion of these queries a nonon (about half a millisecond), and have not hit the ceiling yet. This is real gentleman. I can't imagine a way to make it more real without a big pile of money. The Multiverse is footing the bill for this method of making power. How about you open up those wallets?"

They opened up those wallets.


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